Niu Dazhi, his dark, engorged, and red-hot penis hard as a club, parted the woman's black-stockinged legs and approached her honeyed vulva. The moment his nose touched her genitals, he smelled a faint scent of nectar, ripe fruit, and a hint of sweat—a sweet, slightly pungent, indescribably alluring, and seductive fragrance.
This was the scent of Miss Xue Tang's cunt!
Niu Dazhi was practically intoxicated. He stuck out his thick, purplish tongue, too lazy to even remove the gold chain, and began licking upwards from her tender anus. Parting her two plump labia, he felt instantly enveloped in rich, tender fat, a warm, blissful sensation.
The taste on his tongue, aside from a slight fishy odor, was indeed entirely a rich, sweet fragrance, like nectar.
"Sizzle~"
Niu Dazhi's large mouth covered the plump flower bud as much as possible, sucking and licking it greedily. His tongue scraped and slicing through the creamy, flowing crease, teasing the two tender labia with the gold chain, creating a loud, gurgling sound.
His tongue thoroughly cleansed the urethra and tight vaginal opening, not missing a single drop of nectar.
Like a bull chewing on a peony, he scraped and licked the labia, sucking the petals. After an unknown amount of time, Xue Tang's slender waist twisted slightly, her pretty face flushed, and although her eyes were still closed, she seemed to be panting softly.
Her beautiful legs had also stretched out to the sides, trembling slightly.
His crotch glistened with moisture, two plump labia slightly parted, their petals engorged with blood like orchid petals. The tender, pink flesh within folds trembled slightly, covered with a thin layer of dewy sheen—it was hard to tell if it was saliva or vaginal fluid.
His tight, flower-like vaginal opening was slightly constricted, yet still so tight that a finger could barely fit. The recessed area contained densely packed vaginal flesh, softly squeezing and releasing a trickle of fluid. Even the most intimate opening was reluctant to reveal itself; its tightness and suction were unimaginable.
Niu Zhida felt a surge of intense excitement. What man would fear such a "challenge"?
However, just as he was about to act, the car, which had been moving smoothly without any noticeable vibration, suddenly stopped. An electronic voice announced, "Destination reached..."
The car door opened automatically, and Niu Zhida's eyes lit up.
He had assumed his destination would be a villa in the suburbs, but instead, he found himself in a space entirely made of glass.
From the windows, he could see directly into the bustling city; even the floor was thick glass, allowing him to see the traffic below.
He realized this must be the top floor of a building, with a large, retrofitted elevator having brought his car up.
The room was furnished with a sofa and potted plants, resembling a living room suspended in the air, but the most eye-catching element was a large bed placed atop it.
To create such a space at the top of a building was an extravagance beyond imagination. For a moment, Niu Dazhi was both excited and trembling, finding the lifestyle of the wealthy absurd…
Of course, the reality was not what Niu Dazhi imagined. In fact… this place was indeed specially renovated for Xue Tang, but it wasn't a place for her to relax and unwind. She had never arrived here in a "sober" state.
It was, in essence, a place Luo Shaowen used to "entertain" high-ranking officials and dignitaries.
The rare treasure used to entertain them was, of course, the almost unparalleled beauty of the world, Miss Luo Xuetang…
With a strange excitement, Niu Zhida picked up Xuetang and placed her on the bed… The stockings on her thighs were torn and disheveled, revealing her smooth, white skin. Her buttocks were perfectly round and full, and her two plump breasts, like rolling melons, overflowed, forming two mounds of snowy white flesh, so swollen they seemed to drown in them.
Her swan-like neck was slightly tilted, and her long, glossy black hair, like silk, cascaded down like a waterfall. Her exquisitely sculpted jawline, her newly formed peach-like cheeks, her long, fan-shaped eyebrows and eyelashes, and her elegant, delicate lips, slightly parted, seemed to exude an alluring sweet fragrance.
In an instant, Niu Zhida's lust was reignited. Just as he pulled the ridiculously thin gold chain underwear off her jade-like legs, an electronic voice suddenly rang out:
"Master, would you like to activate viewing mode?"
This was clearly the intelligent control system installed in the house. Niu Zhida had only seen it in movies before. Although he didn't know what viewing mode was, he agreed without hesitation.
Suddenly, three of the glass walls dimmed, and dimly lit, ambiguous-toned lights illuminated one of the rooms, revealing another reception room. The room had a solemn style, as if a powerful figure frequently sat there.
A surge of excitement rose in Niu Zhida's heart; the feeling of being watched made his heart race even more.
Without immediately disabling the mode, he first lifted Xue Tang's smooth, silky legs. Her calves were exquisitely long and shapely, her calves perfectly proportioned, a pleasing sight to behold. Her two lotus-petal-like feet swayed alluringly near her ears, and the faint fragrance of her body, along with the slightly acidic scent of her sweat, filled his nostrils. He couldn't resist kissing her delicate toes.
The high-heeled sandals seemed a bit cumbersome, so he used his teeth to bite the straps at the back of the shoes and removed them one by one.
His two tender, bamboo-shoot-like feet were revealed together, their lines delicate, their toes slightly curled, their skin incredibly white, soft, and smooth.
The sheer, light brown stockings couldn't completely conceal the lustrous sheen of her feet, but rather added a touch of ethereal beauty.
A faint sheen of fragrant sweat glistened on the soles of her feet, as soft and supple as cat paw pads. The thin stockings, except for the arches and between the toes, clung damply to her powder-like soles, revealing a captivating, rosy-white hue. They were as smooth as milk, exuding the alluring, slightly acidic yet sweet fragrance of nylon dampened by sweat.
Coming to his senses, Niu Zhida buried his face in those smooth, tender feet, rubbing and kneading them as if washing his own face. He wanted to bury his nose completely in the insteps, licking and nibbling, recklessly savoring every delicate, alluring touch of their softness.
*Rip!*